Traveling back in his own world was annoying, and that had been with the plethora of different transportation options that he had available to him. Sojiro didn't really understand how spoiled he was until forced to travel by foot in this new land, something that he hated with every fiber of his being. It wasn't that he hated exercise or being active, it was actually the opposite, but an overload of it wasn't something that he had ever signed up for! There was a disgruntled look on his face as he moved through the lush forest, grumblng to himself about how unlucky for everything that had befallen him so far!
He easily moved through the open trees of the forest, not taking the time to enjoy the noises the animals made peacefully around him. The sun broke through some of the tops and blinded him every few steps, only increasing his annoyance. But, as he felt himself starting to get worked up, he would take a deep breath and think happy thoughts. And that was when he had started to think about back home, the life that he had created for himself that had been ripped out from right underneath him.
At first it was throughts of the swim team and shogi club, where he had finally become the president... How he had done his best to keep up his grades... And from his grades, it made him think of how he was supposed to meet his best friend over six months ago for a study session before something terrible had overtaken him, "Dammit, Takumi, you better have not let all my tutoring go to waste..." He couldn't help but chastise his nonexistent friend, wearing a tired smile on his lips as he slipped through the forest. Sojiro wore his short sleeved school uniform that he was hoisted away by, as well as his iconic duffel bag.
He easily moved through the open trees of the forest, not taking the time to enjoy the noises the animals made peacefully around him. The sun broke through some of the tops and blinded him every few steps, only increasing his annoyance. But, as he felt himself starting to get worked up, he would take a deep breath and think happy thoughts. And that was when he had started to think about back home, the life that he had created for himself that had been ripped out from right underneath him.
At first it was throughts of the swim team and shogi club, where he had finally become the president... How he had done his best to keep up his grades... And from his grades, it made him think of how he was supposed to meet his best friend over six months ago for a study session before something terrible had overtaken him, "Dammit, Takumi, you better have not let all my tutoring go to waste..." He couldn't help but chastise his nonexistent friend, wearing a tired smile on his lips as he slipped through the forest. Sojiro wore his short sleeved school uniform that he was hoisted away by, as well as his iconic duffel bag.